Captain_Chaos
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Just returned from a great (long) weekend.
Went out on saturday morning from Plymouth brilliant sunshine in the marina, fog just outside the breakwater.
Rightly or wrongly, decided to continue on the journey, not least because i didnt want to turn back into the dozen or so yachts following behind me . Slowed down, engine ticking over just in case.
Silence shattered by a slightly stressed call on Ch 16..
" vessel in the fog, vessel in the fog, vessel in the fog;
This is the other vessel in the fog"
What strange names for boats.
<hr width=100% size=1>My drinking team has a sailing problem
Went out on saturday morning from Plymouth brilliant sunshine in the marina, fog just outside the breakwater.
Rightly or wrongly, decided to continue on the journey, not least because i didnt want to turn back into the dozen or so yachts following behind me . Slowed down, engine ticking over just in case.
Silence shattered by a slightly stressed call on Ch 16..
" vessel in the fog, vessel in the fog, vessel in the fog;
This is the other vessel in the fog"
What strange names for boats.
<hr width=100% size=1>My drinking team has a sailing problem